Fuuzoku!

"Sorry! My cat swallowed a pen and there's some kind of farmer's market going on downtown, so..." your co-worker, Fuuzoku Oiran, trails off as the door swings closed behind her. You imagine it's quite a sight. This beautiful naked woman on top of you, coffee and milk running down her face.

"Senpai... Is-"

Creati shoots her head up, waving her hands in alarm. "Wait! This isn't what it looks like! He hasn't-"

"Is this woman trying to sexually **** you? Should I call the police?" she asks, her voice stone cold.

You pull yourself up, helping Creati up in the process. "No, no. She's just a customer," you say. "She had a wardrobe malfunction."

Fuuzoku stares with scrutiny at you, then the very naked, beautiful woman struggling to cover herself next to you. After some thought, she smiles. "I believe you, Senpai. There's a changing room in the back. You can take the customer back there so she can wash up in the shower. I'll man the counter in the meantime. Senpai, should I call her a ride, or can you walk her home?"

Creati sighs in relief, but you just give your co-worker a small smile. You didn't lie, and you knew she'd believe you. "I'll ask her when she's clean. C'mon, into the employee area in back, Miss. I'll grab you a towel."

As you lead Creati around the counter, Fuuzoku smiles at her, taking her coat off and tossing it to her. "Here you go! You can wear this on the way home if you need to! I'm sorry about all this! I hope it doesn't reflect poorly on Senpai or our shop!"

Creati just nods, looking a bit downtrodden. "No, your co-worker has been a perfect gentleman. Thank you, Barista-san."

You head into the back. The baker gives you a look, but shrugs and goes back to his work. Behind the kitchen is the employee area, consisting of a break room, lockers, and a single shower station intended for chemical burns back when the building used to be a pharmacy. You reach into the cabinets and grab a towel, holding it out for Creati. You maintain polite eyes on her face. "Here you go."

Creati takes the towel, holding it against her chest. She's wearing Fuuzoku's coat, but worn open. It actually looks like she can't close it due to the difference in height and bust size between them. "Are you sure your co-worker, uh... believed you?"

You just nod. "Of course. We've been co-workers for years. She knows me, I know her."

Creati nods. She takes the coat off and sets it and the towel on the lunch table in the center of the break room. Hastily, she pads over to the chemical burn station and steps up to it, turning the nozzle for the showerhead. "Are you two close?" she asks.

You nod, moving to sit on the sofa against the back wall of the break room. "Yeah, I guess we're as close as co-workers can be."

"Are you two, uh..."

"Huh? No, I told you, I've never had a girlfriend," you explain.

You look away as Creati showers. Since it was intended for chemical burns, it doesn't have a stall or anything. It's just sitting in a slight incline in the corner of the room with a little ridge in the floor to keep the water going toward the drain. She's completely exposed as she showers but you're keeping watch.

"Are you two interested in each other, though?" she asks.

You lean your head back, resting it on the back of the sofa and staring at the ceiling. "She is. She's made that clear. She even asked me out about a year after she started working here. I told her that I'm just not into her like that. She accepted that."

Creati giggles. "How mature of her." You hear the shower turn off and see the top of her raven-haired head as she heads to the center table to grab the towel. "What's the real reason?"

Real reason? "That is the real reason. I mean, I'm definitely not eager to have a girlfriend when she'll have to get used to nudity if she wants to so much as hold my hand, but... I hate lying. Me not being into her like that wasn't the only reason I turned her down, but it's still an actual reason."

"Hmmm..." Creati muses. You can hear the towel's movement as she dries off.